Sunday, June 19, 2011
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Everything that I post is a lie.
A habit, an assumption.
That's where we fuck ourselves over. We think a certain way, one that creates myths and fables, only starting with a truth. A truth with a side we force ourselves not to see or hear or consider.
And now we go on. Openness was returned with love, and with that I'm scared.
The flowery poetics of it all is an attempt at hiding the fear.
How about you conquer yours and I'll conquer mine?
That's where we fuck ourselves over. We think a certain way, one that creates myths and fables, only starting with a truth. A truth with a side we force ourselves not to see or hear or consider.
And now we go on. Openness was returned with love, and with that I'm scared.
The flowery poetics of it all is an attempt at hiding the fear.
How about you conquer yours and I'll conquer mine?
Monday, June 13, 2011
Today was long
When yah gonna realize, eh?
Don't do this. Be considerate. This is jerkwad behaviour.
Think about what you have. You can assume the importance from there.
Dickweed.
Don't do this. Be considerate. This is jerkwad behaviour.
Think about what you have. You can assume the importance from there.
Dickweed.
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Monday, May 23, 2011
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